X-rays are clear, as I am sure they will be, I'll be sending her home with some anti-inflammatories and painkillers and she'll be back at work in a few days.'
`And that's it?'
`That's it.'
He didn't believe her. His jaw clenched. `Annie...'
`Frazer, Callie is fine. There are just a few bruises from what happened today. That's all.'
The phone rang, curtailing his next barrage of queries, and Annie looked relieved to pick it up. He realised straight away that the call was from Francesca and that the X-rays were over.
`I'll be back in a few minutes,' Annie told him, rising to her feet. `I'm just going to check the pictures then Callie can go.'
`I'd like to see them.'
She looked shocked. `No way! You are not her doctor and you know as much about patient confidentiality as I do.'
He did, and he had no sway here to impose his way but he didn't like it. There was something Annie wasn't telling him. He just knew it. Something important about Callie. Annie was being evasive, careful she said. But why? What was going on in her life that he was not supposed to know? As he waited for Annie to return, he thought back over what had happened since Callie had been hurt.
She had been adamant that she didn't want to be examined. At first he had thought she just had an aversion to him, but she had been scared of coming to hospital in a way she never was in a work capacity. OK, so many people were nervous in medical situations. Yet this seemed more. Callie had been relieved to find Annie, a friend she trusted-as much as he thought Callie trusted anyone-and they had been in that cubicle talking for a ridiculously long lime. ..far longer than a few simple bruises warranted. Then there was the look in Annie's eyes now, the signs she'd been crying not long before. About something Callie had told her? There had also been a strange moment about next of kin, and Annie's initial rebuttal regarding Callie's husband.
A nasty thought occurred to him. Was this about the husband? Was Callie scared of him? Did he hurt her in some way? Was that why Callie didn't want anyone to see her? He didn't want to believe it, couldn't believe it, not given how feisty Callie was, how tough and capable of sticking up for herself Look how she'd floored him at their first meeting She was no shrinking violet who would allow anyone to walk all over her. But the feeling that something, was wrong with Callie's life persisted, took root refused to diminish. He didn't know what that something was, but he intended to find out.
Before he could get his wits together, and even consider the temptation of peeking at Callie's file Annie came back into the office.
`The X-rays are clear, Frazer. I've given Callie shot to make her more comfortable, now l' m just waiting for the prescribed medication to come up from the pharmacy and then you can take her home.' Tossing her dark ponytail over her shoulder, she leaned against the desk, arms folded, a knowing look in her blue eyes. `You care about her, don't you?'
`She's my flight partner.'
A chuckle escaped, and there was a mischievous mile on her elfin face. `Right.'
`It doesn't matter if I do feel anything, Annie,' he conceded with a deep sigh. `Callie's married. I don't go there. Ever.'
`I can agree with that view-if there's a husband, it's the right thing to keep away.'
`If?' The young doctor looked as if she wanted to say something more, and Frazer's eyes narrowed as she blushed and withdrew her gaze. `What is it? I know something else is going on here. I just want to help. Is it him? Her husband. Has he hurt her or something? Is that why she was scared to be examined? Is that why you said "today's injury"?'
`Frazer, I can't break a confidence, but I can assure you that you that there is no way Ed could have laid a hand on her.'
He let out a huff of relief, then Annie's choice of words began to sink in. Callie's husband couldn't lave laid a hand on her. Why not? `Annie...'
`I'm going to see if Callie is ready to go
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